Blakes Grill - Lisbon

Fantastic food, excellent service, and very affordable prices – you can't beat it! I absolutely love Blake Grill; it's the best restaurant in the city!

The waitress was polite, efficient, and a joy to be around. The hostess was warm and welcoming, making us feel truly valued. The food arrived swiftly and was absolutely delicious, with generous portions! The prices were also very reasonable, offering great value for the experience. Overall, it was a delightful visit. I will definitely return and wholeheartedly recommend Blake’s Grill!

My sister requested milk for her coffee, and we placed our orders, then waited. After 15 minutes, our coffee arrived, but still no milk. As my sister, who is also a waitress, stood up to find our waitress, she noticed the waitress coming out of the kitchen as she approached. Feeling a bit embarrassed for having to look for her, my sister said, "Oh, there she is." The waitress then turned to us and loudly declared, "I'm here, I can hear everything you're saying about me!" My sister was taken aback, so I tried to clarify that she hadn’t made any rude comments. At that point, the waitress stormed into the kitchen, making loud, rude remarks about us to the cook. We decided it was time to leave; none of us wanted to eat there any longer, especially after the treatment we had received. As we got up to leave, the cook and another woman followed us. The chef asked why we were leaving, and when we tried to explain, the woman, who turned out to be the owner, started arguing with us, accusing us of calling the waitress names and being rude. My sister tried to explain politely that she was also in the service industry and understood how tough the job could be, assuring them we would never be disrespectful. The owner then argued that we had come in while they were closed. I pointed out that we entered well before closing time, and it was not yet noon. The owner then asked who had told us they were open until noon, to which I replied that the sign said so and that the waitress had told us to sit down. The owner retorted that since she owns the place, she could set her own hours. My sister and I exchanged glances, realizing it was best to leave at that point. As we exited, I turned to my partner and exclaimed, "Oh my God, the owner is just awful and called us stupid yuppies!"